Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

In the Daoling Chaos Realm, above the nine Dao Realms, there is an infinitely high and vast space. Only those who have surpassed the Heavenly Venerate can enter this space.

The shape of this space is like a huge hollow pillar pointing upwards.

On the surface of this giant pillar, there are distant and relatively sparse light spots. These light spots, like marks, are imprinted and adsorbed on the giant pillar.

Each of these light spots represents a half-step transcendence that is still alive in the Dao Ling Chaos Realm.

The light spot closest to the top of the giant pillar is as big as a fist, which means that this half-step transcendent is walking very fast and is not far from the real transcendence. The light spot farthest from the giant pillar is only as big as a firefly, which means that this half-step transcendent has just surpassed the Heavenly Venerate and is a beginner on this road to transcendence.

At the very top of the giant pillar is a place filled with light spots. It is not big and even seems narrow.

And at this spot of light, there are seven figures sitting cross-legged.

Among these seven figures, three were gray, with their eyes closed and no breath. At first glance, one would think they had already fallen, with only a corpse left.

One of them was even covered with strange runes, as if it was suppressed.

Among the other four, three also had faint auras and closed their eyes. Their auras seemed to be in an extremely faraway place, and the figures left here were like signposts.

Only the last figure, although also with his eyes closed, had a heavy breath, and with every breath he took, spots of light were inhaled and exhaled, long and ancient.

When Li Qiankun pried open the seventh stele of Dao Ling, a crack appeared. Han Yi used all his divine strength and the power of the divine axe to block the crack.

The figure with a lingering breath opened his eyes slightly, and he cast a glance towards the southeast from the highest point of the Chaos Realm.

This gaze passed through the boundless space and landed on the edge of the Chaos Realm, where it saw Han Yi and Li Qiankun working together to open the Dao Monument Space and enter the scene.

This gaze showed neither sadness nor joy, and it was retracted again, but in the next moment, it paused slightly and fell on Han Yi, as if it saw the deepest secret in Han Yi.

"The breath of something strange from outside the world."

"interesting!"

The gaze was retracted again, and the figure continued to sit cross-legged at the highest point of the Chaos Realm, just like the countless Chaos Ages in the past, eternal and immortal.

Han Yi didn't know that a supreme gaze was looking at him.

When he followed Li Qiankun into the land of inheritance, wearing divine armor and holding a divine axe, his inner vigilance reached the extreme.

When he used his divine body and the power of the divine axe to strike open a tiny crack just now, he had already keenly realized that the mysterious place within the crack was a tomb.

It is empty, dead silent, desolate, without any life at all, and filled with a strong smell of death and a sense of decay and desolation.

He had seen this kind of situation before in the ancient land of nothingness, a tomb of gods that wandered in the void and was guarded by countless ancient gods.

only.

The aura of that god's tomb was far inferior to the aura of this mysterious place that I had just glimpsed.

The aura within the God's Tomb undoubtedly belonged to the category of Heavenly Venerate, and here, it was far beyond Heavenly Venerate. It was even more terrifying than the attack of Great Heavenly Venerate Hongjun that he had seen in the Ancient Dao Realm.

The bronze gate formed by the Nine-Heart Exquisite Chaos Dao Array stood on the seventh monument of Dao Ling. Behind the gate, a crack was fixed, opening up a three-meter-wide entrance for people to enter and exit.

As soon as he stepped over the crack, Han Yi felt cold all over. Even though he was covered in divine armor and divine power was surging, he still couldn't stop this feeling. This kind of "cold" directly acted on the life level.

It is like a low-dimensional creature walking into a high-dimensional life circle, and feeling the macroscopic view and the sense of disparity between itself and its own insignificance.

"Friend Han should be able to tell that this place is a tomb."

"This tomb is of a very high level. The one buried in it has surpassed the Heavenly Venerable and reached the level of half-step transcendence. In other words, only a strong person at the level of Realm Venerable can enter here."

"However, I learned from the ancient heritage that although this place looks dangerous, in fact, if you follow its rules and don't destroy it at will, there is no danger of losing life."

Han Yi frowned and asked, "Who left these graves of the Realm Lords?"

Li Qiankun shook his head: "I don't know the details."

"But I guess there are only two possibilities. One is that they were the first to leave behind a legacy to prevent it from being lost after their demise. The other is that someone specially collected it and placed it here."

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Han, we don't have much time. The second form of Nine-Hearted Linglong can only last for about three years. After three years, we must leave here, otherwise we will be trapped here."

After saying this, Li Qiankun cupped his hands, turned around, and fled in a certain direction. His goal was very clear, without any hesitation, and it was obvious that he had a clear sense of the inheritance of the Lord of the Ancient Realm.

Only after Li Qiankun left did Han Yi have time to carefully observe the space he was in.

The atmosphere made him feel chilly, and the entire space was not like the outside of the Dao Monument before, where there was no chaos and no energy at all. Here, there was a faint force of chaos. This force of chaos was approximately equivalent to one percent of that in the Dao Realm. Although thin, it was much better than outside.

The existence that could build the Seventh Daoling Monument and place the tombs of many world masters there is truly too powerful.

In a sense, this space is equivalent to a Dao domain, but this Dao domain is extremely small and the power of chaos is very weak.

Han Yi restrained his breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked around. He found that there were three huge buildings floating within his sight.

Li Qiankun's figure had already passed these three buildings and went deeper. It was obvious that the inheritance of the Lord of the Ancient Realm was not in these three places, but in deeper places.

Han Yi did not follow Li Qiankun deeper into the cave, but randomly chose a building and slowly approached it.

This time, the space was no longer like the outside world, where it looked close but was actually far away. Instead, it was like the Fu Heng Dao Realm, where the actual distance was the same as what he estimated with his eyes.

In less than a minute, he was standing on the edge of the building, observing it.

This building is not big, probably about the same size as Tiankui Mountain, and is shaped like a square. On the square, palaces of different heights are arranged in circles.

At the outermost part of the circle, Han Yi slowly landed. He looked at a silver plaque that was slanted into the ground in front of him.

On the plaque, lines of chaotic words came into Han Yi's sight.

[I practiced Taoism at the age of three, established my foundation at the age of seven, formed an infant at the age of eighteen, became a god at the age of thirty-three, ascended to immortality at the age of seventy, and achieved Taoism at the age of thirty-seven thousand... In the twelve chaotic eras, I understood the principles of formations and transcended chaos.]

[My way is the way of formation. Everything can be formed into a formation, and everything can be deployed in a formation.]

[The power of heaven and earth, the power of nothingness, and even the power of chaos, are all extensions of oneself under the Dao formation.]

【…】

Hundreds of chaotic characters introduced the master of the inheritance in this tomb. At the end of the characters was the name of the owner, which Han Yi recited aloud.

"Haoyu Realm Lord."

Han Yi remained silent.

He had never heard of the Taoist's name, but the person buried here must be, as Li Qiankun said, a strong man at the half-step transcendent level. Moreover, the era when this strong man existed should be very far away from the present, so far away that there is no record of him in ancient books and he has been forgotten by time.

Such a strong person, if placed in one of the nine Dao realms, can establish a hegemonic force and dominate the Dao realm.

Thinking of this, Han Yi's heart shuddered, and he felt the power of time. Even if he was half a step beyond, even if he was a dominant force, he could not resist the invasion of time. All traces were completely erased.

He tried to walk inside, and in front of the first palace, he encountered a high-level Taoist formation. The difficulty of this formation was such that only those at the Hedao realm had the strength to break it. Although Han Yi broke it easily, he did not move forward.

Going deeper, the power of the formation will only become stronger and stronger, and it is very likely that a Heavenly Venerate or even a high-level Heavenly Venerate will be able to achieve this.

Of course, Han Yi broke the formation with force.

And the inheritance of this Realm Lord requires a cultivator with an extraordinary comprehension in formations. Such a cultivator with an extraordinary comprehension can even activate the formations corresponding to high-level Heavenly Lords in the Hedao realm, making the most of a small effort and unleashing a formation power far beyond his own abilities.

Han Yi knew that he did not meet the requirements of the inheritance, so he did not continue trying. Trying again would be a waste of time, and he would most likely be trapped here. Three years was too short, and once trapped, he would most likely not be able to leave.

After he left, he looked around the two nearby buildings and found that there was no information in one of the buildings. However, after he stepped into it, he felt an extremely cold breath. He had encountered this breath once before, when he met the Nine Nether cultivator in the Ancestral God Realm, at the ruins of the mysterious source crystal.

That was the first time he had fought against an outer Taoist cultivator. Although he failed to kill the other party, he also destroyed his Taoist body.

Buried in this cemetery is a person who has reached half-transcendence from the Netherworld.

And now, in the Jiuyou of the Daoling Chaos Realm, there is also a half-step transcendent. This shows that this force is quite ancient, and there is even more than one half-step transcendent.

"Jiuyou."

He kept this powerful force in mind and became even more vigilant against it.

Naturally, he had not tried to obtain the Jiuyou's inheritance. This was different from the immortal path he cultivated and the innate gods. If he practiced it, he would get half the result with twice the effort, and it might even delay his own practice, which would not be worth the effort.

The third building is an orthodox Taoist heritage, but this heritage is badly damaged. The entire building is a Taoist mountain, and the only useful thing is a thatched hut on the mountain.

Han Yi searched inside and outside the hut, but couldn't even find the core skills.

In the entire Daoshan, there is only one name on one wall.

Ji is invincible.

Han Yi searched through all the information he had heard. There were people with the same name among the low-level cultivators, but there was no match for this person among the big forces at the Dao domain level or above the Tianzun.

This made him suspect that this Ji Wudi should also come from a very ancient era, and that he should not have established a Taoist school, but was a powerful lone cultivator.

Whether it was the Formation Realm Master, the Nine Nether Realm Master, or Ji Wudi, Han Yi gained nothing.

He was not discouraged. He came here at the invitation of Li Qiankun without any specific goal. It would be best if he could gain something. If he did not, he could accept it calmly.

and.

On the way here, the information Li Qiankun explained to him was his biggest gain.

Although this trip was short, his horizons had been greatly improved compared to what they were before. He knew a lot about half-step transcendence and even transcendence.

These secrets are the most core and precious in the world of chaos.

After leaving the Daoshan straw hut where Ji Wudi was, Han Yi went in the opposite direction of Li Qiankun's escape. This direction was to avoid Li Qiankun to avoid any conflict.

He couldn't do anything to snatch the other party's opportunity, so he simply didn't go, and the problem would be solved naturally.

He escaped into the thin chaotic space. This time, it took him half a day to see a building. But just as Han Yi approached the building and was about to climb up.

Sudden.

His whole body trembled, because at this moment, the Wanming Space in his mind began to vibrate, and the Wanming Book in it began to turn pages continuously.

Han Yi had never encountered such a situation before.

Ever since he used the proficiency panel to upgrade his level in the Book of All Underworld to Soul Soldier, this huge ancient book has been lying quietly in his mind.

Only when he mobilized the Book of Ten Thousand Darknesses would the ancient book react, but only the energy of Ten Thousand Darknesses vibrated, while the ancient book remained motionless.

Considering that this place is the tomb and inheritance place of a half-step transcendent, Han Yi's face suddenly turned ecstatic as if he had thought of something.

"Wanming City."

"Here, there is actually the inheritance of Wanming City. Is it the fallen Lord of Wanming City, the Lord of Wanming Realm?"

Han Yi was excited.

The inheritance he has is actually not much. The only known one is the Book of Ten Thousand Darkness, which is enough to reach the half-step of transcendence. The unknown one is the Chongxuan Dao Stele.

of course.

The proficiency panel is Han Yi's foundation, he will not compare it.

His heart moved, and he sensed the Book of Ten Thousand Darkness vibrating in his mind. This ancient book exuded a guiding aura, and this aura pointed to a certain direction in this space.

Han Yi did not hesitate and immediately gave up the inheritance in front of him. He followed the guidance of the Book of Ten Thousand Darkness and fled to deeper places.

This time, he had a clear goal, and there were several heritage buildings along the way, but he didn't even look at them.

While following the instructions of the Wanming Book, Han Yi suddenly felt a doubt in his heart.

"The fall of Wanming City was due to a mass attack. According to rumors, the lord of Wanming City, the Wanming Taoist, was killed in the chaos by the half-step transcendence of the Ancient Xuan Dao Sect."

“And in this situation, there is actually the inheritance of Wanming City here.”

"Quite strange."

The massive battle that destroyed Wanming City absolutely destroyed the city thoroughly. Not to mention the inheritance, there were not many cultivators who survived.

But even in this situation, far away from the ancient Xuandao domain, on the edge of the Daoling Chaos Realm, in this special space, there is actually the inheritance of Wanming City.

At first glance, this doesn't make sense.

But since it exists, there must be a reasonable explanation, so Han Yi suppressed this doubt.

This time it lasted for three days before he gradually slowed down his pace. The place he arrived at according to the guidance of the Book of All Darkness was not far ahead. (End of this chapter)